The Complete Works of George Herbert: And The Satires and Psalms of Bishop HallT. Nelson, 1855 - 498 páginas |
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... and my heart's deare treasure Drops bloud ( the only beads ) my words to measure : O let this cup passe , if it be thy pleasure : Was ever grief like mine ? These drops being temper'd with a sinner's tears , A 24 HERBERT'S POEMS .
... and my heart's deare treasure Drops bloud ( the only beads ) my words to measure : O let this cup passe , if it be thy pleasure : Was ever grief like mine ? These drops being temper'd with a sinner's tears , A 24 HERBERT'S POEMS .
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... tears , A Balsome are for both the Hemispheres , Curing all wounds , but mine ; all , but my fears . Was ever grief like mine ? Yet my Disciples sleep : I cannot gain One houre of watching ; but their drowsie brain Comforts not me , and ...
... tears , A Balsome are for both the Hemispheres , Curing all wounds , but mine ; all , but my fears . Was ever grief like mine ? Yet my Disciples sleep : I cannot gain One houre of watching ; but their drowsie brain Comforts not me , and ...
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... tears were bloud , the while you slept : Your tears for your own fortunes should be kept : Was ever grief like mine ? The souldiers lead me to the common hall ; There they deride me , they abuse me all : Yet for twelve heav'nly legions ...
... tears were bloud , the while you slept : Your tears for your own fortunes should be kept : Was ever grief like mine ? The souldiers lead me to the common hall ; There they deride me , they abuse me all : Yet for twelve heav'nly legions ...
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... tears my soul , my bodie many a wound ; Sharp nails pierce this , but sharper that confound ; Reproches , which are free , while I am bound : Was ever grief like mine ? Now heal thyself , Physician ; now come down . THE CHURCH . 31.
... tears my soul , my bodie many a wound ; Sharp nails pierce this , but sharper that confound ; Reproches , which are free , while I am bound : Was ever grief like mine ? Now heal thyself , Physician ; now come down . THE CHURCH . 31.
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... tear thence his love and fame . One half of me being gone , the rest I give Unto some Chapell , die or live . As for thy passion - But of that anon , When with the other I have done . For thy predestination , I'll contrive , That three ...
... tear thence his love and fame . One half of me being gone , the rest I give Unto some Chapell , die or live . As for thy passion - But of that anon , When with the other I have done . For thy predestination , I'll contrive , That three ...
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afflicted atheism beasts Bemerton betimes better blessing bloud canst Catechism Christ church Country Parson dead deare death deed delight discourse divine doth drest drink dust eares earth ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fear fire flesh flie fool foul Gallio GEORGE HERBERT give glorie God's gold grace grief grone hand hast hath head heart heav'n Henry Herbert HERBERT holy honour Isaac Reed labour lest light live look Lord meat Muses musick neighbour never night nought once pain parish peace Persius physician pleasure poor posie praise prayers SATIRE SATIRE III SATIRE IV Scripture servant shame shew sick sing sinne Sith skie sonne soul spondees starres sunne sure sweet tears temperance thee thine things thou art thou didst thou dost thou hast thought thy love truth unto weene weep Wherefore winde words
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Página 198 - I the unkind, ungrateful ? Ah, my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I \ Truth, Lord, but I have marrM them : let my shame Go where it doth deserve.
Página 193 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things thee to see, And what I do in any thing, To do it as for thee...
Página 10 - Lie not ; but let thy heart be true to God, Thy mouth to it, thy actions to them both.
Página 73 - WHO is the honest man ? He that doth still and strongly good pursue, To God, his neighbour, and himself most true ; Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin or wrench from giving all their due. Whose honesty is not So loose or easy, that a ruffling wind Can blow away, or glittering look it blind ; Who rides his sure and even trot, While the world now rides by, now lags behind.
Página 41 - As larks, harmoniously, And sing this day thy victories : 'Then shall the fall further the flight in me.
Página 148 - TRAVELL'D on, seeing the hill, where lay My expectation. A long it was and weary way. The gloomy cave of Desperation I left on th' one, and on the other side The rock of Pride.
Página 95 - But Man hath caught and kept it, as his prey. His eyes dismount the highest star ; He is, in little, all the sphere. Herbs gladly cure our flesh, because that they Find their acquaintance there.
Página 160 - All wasted? Not so, my heart; but there is fruit, And thou hast hands.
Página 98 - I made a posy, while the day ran by: Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.
Página 187 - DISCIPLINE. THROW away thy rod. Throw away thy wrath 0 my God, Take the gentle path. For my heart's desire Unto thine is bent : I aspire To a full consent. Not a word or look I affect to own, But by book, And thy book alone.